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He drew his sword and looked at the three of them with an icy expression.

"Go ahead and kill me."

—That sounded incredibly oppressive.

The three of them were clearly silent for a while, it was hard to tell whether they were simply frightened or deep in thought.

After a few breaths, the person on the left slowly stepped forward.

He seemed rather helpless, or perhaps a little headache... At this moment, he raised his hand, rubbing the skin on the back of his neck, and said in a helpless yet sentimental tone.

"Uh... I'm your opponent today, sir. Please take good care of me."

"Since we are enemies, there is no need for further words."

Yamamoto coldly turned his gaze to the man, as if scrutinizing him, as if torturing him.

"Draw your sword."

After hearing those words...

Yusuke Matsushita seemed a little nervous, literally.

The trio were none other than the big shots from the Sky Club.

According to information shared a week ago, the group led by Lao Lan had been waiting here for almost half a day.

Although disguising oneself may sound cliché, it is the best way to conceal one's identity under the cover of illusion.

I didn't expect Lao Lan to get so into character.

It's hard to imagine that such a decent person would say something like that... So, is the boss usually quite repressed?

Keke, get back to business.

Matsushita Yusuke looked in front of him.

It's perfectly normal to overestimate your opponent when it comes to Yamamoto.

At this moment, from an experiential perspective, Yusuke Matsushita could feel an extremely distinct sense of being 'locked down'.

Unlike Retsu Unohana's pricking sensation or Kenpachi Zaraki's burning heat... Yamamoto's hostility is clear and simple.

He seemed to be facing only flesh and blood, devoid of any emotion whatsoever.

Dealing with this kind of person is the most troublesome... because it's hard to imagine any way to influence their judgment.

That's why Yhwach was so successful in the original story, right?

"Then, I'll go."

Yusuke Matsushita reached for the scabbard beside him.

Only when he had his Zanpakuto in his hand could he feel a slight sense of security.

The two people nearby responded, and Chojiro, who was a little further away, gritted his teeth and shouted loudly.

"Stop!"

As the vice-captain, he absolutely could not stand by and watch the Commander-in-Chief be attacked without taking action himself. Therefore, he had to begin his operation…

But before that.

Tosen used Shunpo to appear in front of Sasuke in an instant, raised his right hand, and made a downward pressing motion.

"You can just stand here and watch, or..."

Snapped.

He lowered his right hand and gripped the hilt of the knife at his waist.

"Be my opponent."

"Get out of my way!"

The safety of the Captain-Commander was like a ticking time bomb; Chojiro Sasaki's eyes widened, and his spiritual pressure exploded instantly.

"Swastika..."

Before he could finish speaking...

Aizen Sousuke deftly raised his right hand and used the burst of spiritual energy to 'push' Tosen Kaname and Sasakibe away.

The battlefield of the strong has no need for anything that could steal the show; the protagonist here...

It could only be these two people.

"The troublemaker is gone now, so the two of you, let's do as we please."

No matter how you look at it, this sounds more like a provocation.

Yamamoto, however, remained unaffected by such things. He coldly stared at what lay before him, one second, two seconds…

Still no response?

Bang!

He'll go first!

With one step, the mountain itself suddenly shimmered... Forward!

187: Old comrades do not uphold martial ethics

The old man's figure blurred for only a moment, like a movie with frames skipped, before he suddenly appeared in front of Matsushita Yusuke.

'So fast...'

The thought had barely even crossed my mind.

The next moment, the fist, the size of a clay pot, had grown infinitely larger and was heading straight for his face.

Undoubtedly, this is a technique used in free-for-all.

At the same time, there is also the extremely advanced Instant Step... which can close the distance in an instant, to the point that no one can react at all.

"...!!!"

Matsushita Yusuke felt his hair stand on end, and he stomped his feet on the ground, trying to back away.

Don't get so close to me!!!

The reaction was remarkably quick.

However, it was still a step too late.

Holding a knife in his right hand and clenching his fist in his left, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni delivered a perfectly ordinary punch, his face expressionless, like a merciless Vajra.

Yes, it was just a straight punch.

But at that moment, it created a sonic boom-like expansion.

The action itself seemed unremarkable, but the strike, delivered as if squeezing into space, broke through Matsushita Yusuke's defenses and struck him squarely in the chest.

The fist struck, producing a deafening roar!

A shrill, piercing sound erupted, and Matsushita Yusuke, with no chance to resist, could only let out a scream as he was sent flying like a spinning top.

The figure flew hundreds of meters away, plowing through the ground, and finally lay on its side on the ground like Yamcha.

"..."

Not to mention the two people who were still observing the situation from a distance, even Aizen Sousuke was stunned for a moment.

and many more.

That's...that's it?

Didn't you just confidently declare, "I'm going to go for it!"? How come you were sent flying with just one punch?! Really?!

"Cough cough..."

Yusuke Matsushita jumped up.

He wiped away the blood flowing from the gaps in his mask. Although his expression was not visible, his tone was quite 'emotional'.

"What a hard fist..."

That punch must have the power of a thousand years; I really can't block it.

In addition...

'As expected of the Captain-Commander, this offensive is truly formidable...'

There was no time to react, and no way to respond. Of course, the most important thing is the grasp and judgment of the fighter jet's movements.

The old man seemed to realize that Matsushita Yusuke's attention was entirely focused on the Zanpakuto, so he turned around and launched an attack with his left hand.

One punch broke the deadlock, instantly gaining the upper hand.

The difference in basic skills between the two sides was clearly visible at this moment.

If these fundamental skills could be quantified and described... the old man's two projects would be at least 90 or higher.

I was no match for them at all; I was completely crushed.

Lowering his right hand, Matsushita Yusuke pressed the area in his abdomen where he had been hit—the flesh felt like it was boiling, throbbing with pain, and even felt almost scalding to the touch.

What should you say in a situation like this?

"Hey, is it possible to reconcile?"

Faced with Matsushita Yusuke's 'plea for mercy', Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni simply scoffed.

"If you're begging for mercy, why do you still have the will to fight?"

He turned aside and flung his hand away.

The old man nimbly shed his robes, revealing his lean upper body.

His body was crisscrossed with scars and knife marks, as if he were a survivor who had walked the path of Asura. He exuded an aura that was enough to make people take notice, and at this moment he took half a step forward.

"You have another trick up your sleeve, don't you? Just use it."

With a final thud, the swirling energy slammed shut, and a visible stream of light burst forth from the mountain, cracking the ground beneath its feet.

Bang! ! !

If someone else said these words, it might be taken as boasting or empty talk.

But the target was Captain-Commander Yamamoto, so the attack just now was probably just like loosening his muscles and warming up for him.

"..."

Aizen Sousuke silently took a few steps back.

It wasn't out of fear, but simply a realization...

Even if I'm not being targeted, I'll still be indiscriminately drawn into the attack from where I'm standing.

—Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's spiritual power is different from anyone else's; it possesses an unusual sense of aggression. Just by sensing this spiritual pressure that is about to boil, Aizen Sousuke felt a slight burning sensation.

It's as if...

I am standing beside a rising sun.

If those affected are in such a state, then what must be the state of Matsushita Yusuke, who is the one being targeted?

He simply watched in silence as Captain-Commander Yamamoto, who had already unleashed his spiritual power and was gradually entering a state of focus, opened his mouth slightly, and let out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh.

Honestly...

He originally wanted to test the waters.

As the saying goes, it's a battle of generals against generals, kings against kings... According to common sense, one should not reveal one's bottom line before the other party has played their trump card.

Because that would make one's side appear less confident.

But now it seems that Yusuke Matsushita has absolutely no room for such thinking.

If I don't show my true abilities and take the initiative to use some methods... it seems like I'm going to be eliminated?

no way.

If you want to win against a stronger opponent, hiding your true strength is obviously not the best option.

"Then I'll make the first move."